EPILOGUE

MAVERICK

Birthday party at Silver Saints Clubhouse

I strolled out the back door of the Silver Saints clubhouse into a huge, open space that was hopping with activity since it was a combined birthday party for…who even knew how many kids.

But one of them was my sweet niece, Britta. The second I walked outside, she screamed and came barreling toward me at full speed. I quickly shut the door and crouched down, preparing to catch her. “Hey, button!” I greeted with a laugh when she flung herself into my arms, nearly knocking me over. “Happy birthday!”

She grabbed my hand, and I let her drag me over to my sister, Kansas, who stood next to Grey’s old lady, Lorelei. I greeted them with a nod and a smile, then said hello to my sister and kissed her cheek.

Britta tugged on my hand again. “Come play tag, Uncle Mav! Pleeeeeease!”

Callum, another munchkin around Britta’s age, ran up and grabbed my other hand. “Yeah, play with us, Uncle Mav!!”

I laughed and shot my sister an amused smile before shrugging. “Lead the way. But don’t come crying to your mommas when I kick your butts.”

The kids giggled and took off. I waited half a minute to give them a good head start, then took off after them.

“Tag! You’re it!” Grayson yelled as he tackled a young woman with long flaming-red hair, who fell to the ground in a heap of laughter.

When she didn’t get up right away, I frowned and jogged over to make sure she was okay. I offered her my hand, and when she took it, we locked eyes as I helped her up.

Holy fuck.

She was the most beautiful woman I’d ever seen in my life. Pale creamy skin with a cute sprinkling of freckles, gorgeous emerald eyes, and a body made for sin. Sparks flew from our joined hands, and every nerve in my body lit up like the Fourth of July. Once she was on her feet, we stared at each other, barely aware of the chaos around us.

Suddenly, she poked me in the chest and yelled, “Tag! You’re it!” Then she sprinted toward a copse of trees where many of the kids had found hiding spots.

She’d taken me by surprise with her action, but I was still frozen, stunned by my body’s reaction. Then Britta tapped my arm, shaking me out of my stupor. “You have to catch her, Uncle Mav.”

Catch her? Yes, that was exactly what I needed to do. A wicked smile stole across my face, and I muttered, “I will definitely be fucking catching her.” Then I took off in the direction of where my girl had disappeared.

The sun was peeking through the trees enough for me to see the kids darting all around, trying to avoid being caught.

I scanned the area, looking for a sign of the red-headed goddess, but didn’t see anything. Then my ears picked up a giggle that was huskier than the others—the laugh of a woman rather than a child.

“Fair warning, baby,” I growled as I moved toward the sound. “When I catch you, I’m not going to let you go.”

“What makes you think you’ll be able to catch me?” she asked, her tone sassy and so fucking sexy it made me rock hard.

I’d spent enough years in the military to know how to be stealthy, so I went into silent mode, slowly stalking my prey.

“Giving up already?” she quipped from about ten feet away.

I grinned when I spotted her perched on a tree branch, searching the area in front of her. As I came up beneath her, I had a spectacular view of her luscious ass. The thought of fucking her from behind, with my handprint on those globes, nearly made me come in my pants.

My hands shot out, and I yanked the branch down, causing her to tumble straight into my arms. She blinked up at me, her emerald orbs filled with shock, and I winked, causing an adorable blush to creep up her cheeks.

“I win,” I growled with a devilish smile.

“So it seems, Maverick,” she agreed with a smirk.

I raised an eyebrow. “You know my name, so it’s only fair that you tell me yours.”

“Molly MacKenzie.”

I am so fucked…

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